Poems From The Porch A black bird just flew to the top of an indoor waterfall, took a dip, then flew away. Now the gardener is watering...

Poems From The Porch I am in Nashville today listening to the sound of indoor waterfalls and letting their constancy provide a doorway to...

Poems From The Porch My eyes are drawn this morning to one pink gladiolus displaying her regal beauty. She doesn’t seem to be referencing...

Poems From The Porch Bird’s homey-home nestled in the camellia bush Sky releasing soft tears Rooster adamantly calling all to awaken...

Poems From The Porch Photo by Cyrus Gomez on Unsplash A duck is snacking on unknown tidbits in the fire pit at my campsite. Now he...

Poems From The Porch The promise of Easter A resurrection of joy Snow dissipating Warmth of the sun now felt Birdsong hearkening new life...

Poems From The Porch Photo by dylan nolte on Unsplash Interdependence supporting the whole Emotional and mental dependence disempowering...

Poems From The Porch The mystery of personal incarnation Chaos rippling on the surface of the Great Depth of Peace Transforming rigid...

Poems From The Porch Making unskillful choices Feeling the impact of the unskillful choices of others Offering forgiveness to self and...

Poems From The Porch Squirrel traveling on branches Owl earnestly calling Blue jay snapping twigs The stillness of water-laden air Cawing...

Poems From The Porch Sweet sage smoke swirling Invisible spring elves smiling their mischief as they smear their sky pallet with wisps of...

Poems From The Porch Photo by Leo Chane on Unsplash Light making the whole world sing Green, yellow, white, and blue vying for attention...

Poems From The Porch Fallen limbs strewn about Autumn flowers blooming in spring Red starburst petals smiling Forlorn tom cat crying his...

Poems From The Porch Knowing that I am meant to be here, that I AM here, swells my heart with delight. Seeing the petite, white...

Poems From The Porch Photo by Patrice Bouchard on Unsplash Loud chirping from an unseen singer Blue jay snaps a dead branch from the...

(Or Five Months Ago Today) Poems From The Porch An introspective waterfowl is swimming solo, diving, then flying low. Her reflection is...

Poems From The Porch I dreamed of him briefly this morning. I was sitting in my old prayer chair in the sunroom writing, and he came...

Poems From The Porch Roosters and wind chimes Flowers sparsely present in the breeze Cats taking refuge on my lap Peace and sadness...

Poems From The Porch Everything is in the process of becoming. The confederate rose hibiscus blossoms bloom white, then pale pink, then a...

Poems From The Porch Deadwood serves a purpose. It houses food for hungry woodpeckers. What purpose does your death serve? What nutrients...